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October 12-21, 2018
Dust
the wind blows hard today leaves dance across the yard quickstep birds seemingly disinclined to soar struggle to stay in their roosts above hats struggling to stay on heads bent down to meet the unseen flow
and dust such dust! careens into corners sandblasts the here changes the now into something new something
different
who knows from where this dust has come could be that construction site down the street or from that UPS truck on some mad careen of its own
but
a very significant but
this dust may have flown from Taipei or Timbuktu or Timiskaming even to tarry here in Toronto
who knows
but
a very significant but (again)
maybe just maybe
this very dust is of majestic realm caressed across the restless seas to bless our trivial home with mystical touch of away with wonder to surround us! and grace our here our now with some distant there and then
maybe just maybe
this storied dust is in this very here is in this very now is alive within our breath is become one with us
and if?
then oh!
what glory!
I find it interesting where inspiration flows; this one flew in on the walk back from the Chocolate Factory next door, after we heard a cry and a loud crash and went to check. Dust blew on my cheek and I wondered …
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Dust A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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